Read some beautiful lines recently by Scottish poet Robert Burns…
“The best laid schemes of Mice and Men
oft go awry,
And leave us nothing but grief and pain,
For promised joy”
Thought I’d try my hand at writing a few lines to complete this poem on a happier note…
Sometimes the mice and men sit down to talk
And say such lovely things that make you gawk
They show God’s creations of the sky and grass
And assure you gently that “This Too Shall Pass!”
We all weather the storm in our way
Some bend over like the grass that sways
Some hold ground the mighty oak
While some choose to gawk and croak
But in the end its all just a fuss
Trust me that God has a plan for all of us
Believe in that and keep moving on
And you’ll soon bid adieu to this passing storm
-Amish Mody